| Chapter 64 |
1 | To the chief Musician, a Psalm of David. Hear my voice, O God, in my prayer: preserve my life from fear of the enemy.
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2 | Hide me from the secret counsel of the wicked; from the insurrection of the workers of iniquity:
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3 | Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:
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4 | That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
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5 | They encourage themselves in an evil matter: they commune of laying snares privily; they say, Who will see them?
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6 | They search out iniquities; they accomplish a diligent search: both the inward thought of every one of them, and the heart, is deep.
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7 | But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.
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8 | So they shall make their own tongue to fall upon themselves: all that see them shall flee away.
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9 | And all men shall fear, and shall declare the work of God; for they shall wisely consider of his doing.
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10 | The righteous shall be glad in the LORD, and shall trust in him; and all the upright in heart shall glory.
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